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[seeingscarlet]

Who: Wanda Maximoff & you!
What: Exploration time
When: The first week
Where: Greenhouse, hospital, and the forest outskirts
Warnings: N/A, will edit if needed

I. The Greenhouse
[Close to dinnertime you might come across Wanda standing in the greenhouse staring thoughtfully out over the vegetation.]

We could make a soup, I think. If we had a fire and something to cook it in...it would be better than just eating raw vegetables.

II. The Hospital
[The canisters are already ruptured by the time she gets there. Hospitals have always made her uncomfortable, but it's better to take stock of what they have and what they might need now, before anyone needs it. And it would be good to have some idea of how necessary certain aspects of her powers might be and where she might try to explore and push them.

Except while she's exploring the halls, she starts feeling warm and light-headed, and a little bit claustrophobic. She knows whoever worked here is long gone, but the hallways feel cramped and sinister and finally Wanda decides that she can't take it anymore. She turns to start making her way out (going out a window would be quickest but she feels off) and the world lurches sideways. Wanda stumbles into the wall to brace herself and leans her forehead against it. It's nice and cool. She'd stay here for a while if it didn't feel so threatening...

...but it does, and so Wanda's stumbling down the hallways with a hand braced on the wall to steady herself. Just a little farther...]

III. closed to Vision
[They walk hand in hand, Thistle chirping happily at the chance to explore a more familiar environment. Wanda's hair is braided now, looped through itself to hold, and while she misses the feel of the wind (or her lover's fingers) in it, it's not worth how much trouble it would be to detangle it later.

She leans up to kiss Vision's cheek and squeezes his hand.]

Over there? [There's a small clearing around a large tree, and it looks like a nice place to have a talk. Wanda trots ahead to beat him to it and settles back against it between the roots.] Come here, love.

[He's been keeping her as comfortable as he possibly could, and it's time to return the favor.]

IV. wild card
[You know what to do.]

Comments

[seeingscarlet]

[Wanda had never been one to complain about the protein gel too much - they weren't in any danger of going hungry on the Fleet and she could look at it as a fun challenge to find new (and hopefully tasty) ways to prepare it. Here they have 'real food' but she feels that old anxiety from Sokovia too - their food supply is so much less secure, and all it would take is one catastrophic accident...

She glances over at Steve and makes a face.]

I don't know, but...do you remember that candy Sam gave me without telling me what it was? The one that was like-- [She mimes a lot of little explosions.] --in my mouth.

['Pop Rocks,' Wanda. The words you're looking for are 'Pop Rocks.']

Something like that, I think.

[brooklyn_boy]

Pop Rocks.

[ Steve knows the name only because Sam got him with the same ones more than once. Try getting a bite of them in the middle of a hamburger or in a sip of soda. They were awful things and, sure, probably would be what they got if they asked for spices. ]

We need to figure out someway around the language problem, here. Each request is a crapshoot whether we get something useful or not...

[seeingscarlet]

There are things I could try, but...has anyone ever seen them?

[She could try to show them but that has its own set of potential pitfalls.]

You could ask for 'ingredients to make food taste better' but I don't know if that would be any better.

[brooklyn_boy]

Going by the smiley face I'd say they're three-eyed, pink, and happy.

[Steve shrugs though because who really knew?]

We could try? Chances are it won't be poisonous. They don't want us hurt...

[seeingscarlet]

But somehow no one's found one.

[Which is bizarre - you'd think a three-eyed, pink, fanged (?) alien would be easy to find.]

Do you really think they know what is poisonous to us? You remember the party.

[brooklyn_boy]

They might not be on this planet. Energy storms and all.

[ Which is still on his mind. These storms apparently decimated a whole planet. Where were they, now? ]

And it's a good point. Half of us got drunk on that fruit which I can't think was intentional on their part.

[seeingscarlet]

Then who set up the party?

[It's strange - it seems like no one's been here for a long time, but the party and the supplies...and this area hasn't been swallowed up by the forest either.]

It's strange. I think we will need to explore more...maybe we will find them.

[brooklyn_boy]

[It's a good question. Steve considers it for a long moment and then gives what he hopes is a comforting smile.]

That an invitation for an exploring party? Get the old gang back together with some new faces?